Call Up God, Pt. 2

My God (My God) I’m just tryna find a way On the road they pave I just need you to explain my God (My God) Should I turn the other way? I been stressing everyday I been lookin’ every way, my God I pray that things will go my way I know that I will end up payed But it seems a mile away, my God My God, it’s been a while since I talked to you You gave advice that I’d have never even thought of Who could blame me? I question, but it’s not to take a shot at you (Take a shot at you) I need my answers What I got, I never thought it’s true Do you make it rain? Do you bring the positivity and pain? Is it a sin to kill a motherfucker if he want a problem and get in my way? (No) And I don’t mean that I’m a killer But f*ck with the fam and I’ll light you like Miller (Bang) You lookin’ to squash all the beef But my goal’s a thriller (Thriller!) Oh look, it’s a gift I was given The words on my paper directly from heaven The soul in my lyrics ineffably evident Is it possible that I was heaven sent? I got my doubts My faith in a drought I got a belief I don’t know what about But if I know one thing It’s that I’m about To blow up on motherfuckers I’ma show you, I’ll scream it and shout I’m on a world tour, f*ck that Searchin’ the galaxy lookin for fallacy Anything, anyone, give me the gallery What am I good for? Just ask I’d tell you I spit it ridiculous If I had a choice I would pick your bitch If I had a dollar I’d split it with The homie I never be kickin with He need it the most, no braggin and boast It’s simple and most don’t get it, I hope To never be close, with all of you snakes They all on my back, clutch it, I ain’t boutta choke (Whoo!) Wet like I came off a boat You makin’ it rain, I’m makin’ it soak You writin’ a lyric I’m writin a quote You thought I would fear it I’m typin’ the smoke I don’t need arms, I need guns I don’t need tens, I need ones I don’t need friends, I need funds I don’t need ends, I need dones I don’t want fake, I want great I don’t want steak, I want stakes You ain’t got weed, you got shake You ain’t got love, you got hate I don’t want bets, I want odds Got a few friends, a lot frauds And I ain’t perfect, got flaws Better go worship, Allah (Allah) My God (My God) I’m just tryna find a way On the road they pave I just need you to explain, my God (My God) I pray that things will go my way I know that I will end up payed But it seems a mile away, my God My God Never could win without losses Never could live without knowledge I try to give without dollars I remember, I was kid Thought that to live you need college But i was, ever so wrong All I would need is a pencil and beat Try to keep it discrete for the first couple weeks Then I realized that I could make songs, Yeah Still am not where i desire (Nah) And i need the fat cash Some shit still don’t make sense Like flashbacks of when i retire My soul ain’t for sale (Nah) And I don’t even wanna know the first buyer I know each day is a stepping stone But I wanna know when it’s set in stone Giving a call I ain’t go til he hang it up In other words, I ain’t letting go Time will tell who’s on my side Word to Cole, I guess time has told If I had a fight with father time Who would’ve known how time would fold Now I got no hand to hold Damn it’s cold, but i had to pay the price And I got these veins of ice like, my name D’Angelo Dammit bro, I keep praying I move Everyday I just stay in my room I’d rather die than not make it out let me know if I should stay in the tomb I see the way I improve But it don’t matter less’ I can relay it to you Praying that I can break through the cocoon Am I losing the light in me too? Never Too, clever Why would they try with a guy that is beating himself? Tired of repeating himself And I know he’d rather die Just so he dont lose to you When I pray, my prey fall on me God just talked me, said i’m oughta be A big star but i know what that’ll mean Glad I know astronomy (Yeah) Any star one day burn out (Yes Sir!) Never will know how it turn out This time I ain’t call up God I’ma wait til’ God come call on me (Wake) My God (My God) I’m just tryna find a way On the road they pave I just need you to explain my God (My God) Should I turn the other way? I been stressing everyday I been lookin’ every way, my God I pray that things will go my way I know that I will end up payed But it seems a mile away, my God Should I turn the other way? I been stressing everyday I been lookin’ every way, my God